However, Xiang Beifei’s gaze flickered with black and white flames, ignoring the overwhelming brilliance, unmoved.
Wu Kaimo crossed his hands in front of him, quite surprised.
"People from the Dao Palace can actually reach the center of the Rushou ruins!"
Daoist Weihuo vaguely realized that things weren’t as simple as he had imagined.
"Of course they can reach here because it’s their conspiracy," Xiang Beifei said calmly.
"Conspiracy?" Daoist Weihuo’s face darkened.
Xiang Beifei looked around at the formation, staring at Wu Kaimo, saying, "I have already understood what the condition is to break the Dayan Jinshou. You at Dao Palace have really gone to great lengths to crack the Dayan Jinshou!"
Wu Kaimo seemed interested in the Human King’s son, not in a hurry to make a move.
Because these two humans were already like fish in a barrel!
Xiang Beifei calmly looked at Wu Kaimo; now he had to find a way to buy time and look for a chance to escape, playing it step by step.
"Dayan Jinshou is the final ace set up by the leader of that tribe, ’Rushou.’ This formation indeed kills one thousand enemies and loses one thousand, but it also left you with a problem."
Xiang Beifei slowly laid out the entire situation.
According to his deductions of the formation, in the war that happened a hundred thousand years ago, just the Rushou tribe alone had 659,738,812 people die, some slaughtered, and others sacrificed to protect their tribe, becoming the souls of the Dayan Jinshou! This update ıs available on 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝔫𝔢𝔱
Sacrificing souls requires offerings; in other words, to unlock the Dayan Jinshou, the only way is to kill 659,738,812 people to become offerings here!
The Dao Palace is well aware of this, but killing so many people at once isn’t easy. After all, it’s an enormous number, and if they were killed directly, other races wouldn’t obey quietly, unrest would surely occur.
So Dao Palace spread the word, telling everyone that the formation of Rushou ruins rejected people from the Dao Palace but not those outside the core of the Dao Palace, making all races feel they had a chance to get the treasures of Rushou and rush in to find them.
But it’s perilous here; many people who came never returned, and out of ten, at least seven or eight died here.
Anyone who dies in the ruins becomes an offering to fill the void!
To attract races to explore here, the Dao Palace even put some rare treasures inside, letting those people obtain them and quickly increase their strength, attracting even more people.
In other words, many opportunities here aren’t from the Rushou tribe but were deliberately put in by the Dao Palace!
For treasures and opportunities, many are willing to take risks; even with high mortality rates, it doesn’t stop everyone’s pursuit of opportunities. They all believe they are the darlings of the Heavenly Dao and can survive with luck.
But in reality, it was just the Dao Palace’s trick to lure these races in to die and serve as offerings!
The Dao Palace spent a hundred thousand years to gather these over 650 million offerings!
For those in the Immortal Realm, a hundred thousand years isn’t much; generations pass in a blink.
Out of ten, only one person might get the so-called opportunity, but many more died here. Over a hundred thousand years, people who died in the Dayan Jinshou have totaled 659,738,812!
The offerings of Dayan Jinshou have long been complete, but the Dao Palace soon discovered that gathering over 650 million offerings wasn’t enough. The final step requires someone to return the broken bronze pillars to their place!
But the bronze here is special, not easily moved; even those in the Ancestral Dao Realm can’t manage!
In a hundred thousand years, only Xiang Beifei and his father had the ability to move the bronze pillars!
Wu Kaimo couldn’t help but applaud.
"Not bad for the Human King’s son. For a hundred thousand years, no one saw through this point, yet you saw through it immediately."
Wu Kaimo laughed proudly, essentially affirming Xiang Beifei’s deduction.
Daoist Weihuo inhaled sharply after hearing Xiang Beifei’s words.
659,738,812 offerings!
Over a hundred thousand years, so many people have died in the Dayan Jinshou!
Not only did some die accidentally, but many were also like the Demon Race, capturing others without enough strength to become offerings and die here!
The Dao Palace deliberately concealed the truth, not telling all races the real situation of the Rushou ruins. On the surface, they appeared righteous, but secretly they turned it into their slaughterhouse, luring people here to kill!
This amounts to the Dao Palace indirectly killing over six hundred million people!
"You at the Dao Palace played everyone in the Edge Corner Airspace for ten thousand years for the contents of the Bronze Coffin; your methods are truly vicious," Xiang Beifei said calmly.
"Haha, no choice; too many offerings were needed. Killing all at once would seriously deplete the Dao Palace’s vitality, so we had to do it slowly, like a slow stream.
Dayan Jinshou requires more than just killing ordinary people. The last Rushou’s method was brilliant; before dying, he used great powers to give us a problem, forcing us to kill people with corresponding strength to serve as offerings, or it wouldn’t be so troublesome."
It requires matching strength as offerings, meaning if one dead Rushou person was from the Immortal Realm, the offering needed to be from the Immortal Realm too! If one dead Rushou person was from the Inquiry Dao Realm, then someone from the Inquiry Dao Realm must serve as the offering!
The strength of Rushou people naturally varies; weaker ones were easier to gather, but those above the Immortal Realm were relatively harder. Although the Edge Corner Airspace doesn’t lack practitioners of the Immortal Realm, a reasonable excuse was needed to kill them and deceive them into willingly coming here to die.
"We spent a hundred thousand years gathering so many offerings to handle Dayan Jinshou and better control the population of the Edge Corner Airspace. After all, the land is tight here, with more people than land, so measures had to be taken to control the population, right?"
Wu Kaimo was emotionless about the deaths of over six hundred million people; in his eyes, lack of strength meant being handled as offerings, very simple.
As he spoke, a playful smile appeared: "Every time we caught your isolated humans, we’d kill them here too, sacrificing them to the Dayan Jinshou, not wasting any offering. You might even find your relatives’ resentful souls here. Let me think, out of the over 650 million offerings, nearly 200 million were from your Human Race."
Daoist Weihuo clenched his fists!
Back then, the Human Race was one of the major races in the Edge Corner Airspace, numbering at least hundreds of millions, but now they are almost extinct in the Edge Corner Airspace!
The Dao Palace relentlessly wiped out the Human Race. Over 200 million were captured and killed in the Rushou ruins, and countless more were killed elsewhere!
"How should I address the Human King’s son?"
Wu Kaimo examined Xiang Beifei.
He was merely a sentient avatar left to oversee here, not the actual body, much like the awareness that Xiang Tianxing left in the pioneering stone, activated only when the first broken bronze pillar was repositioned.
"You have no right to know!"
Daoist Weihuo guarded Xiang Beifei tightly behind him.
With a sinister laugh, Wu Kaimo said, "Whether I have the right isn’t up to you. I’ll give you a choice: reposition both bronze pillars, and I’ll consider sparing your lives, otherwise—I’ll send you to reunite with the Human King!"
Reunite with the Human King?
Daoist Weihuo’s heart skipped a beat, and he angrily said, "What do you mean!"
"You don’t think your so-called Human King from Jiuzhou is still alive, do you?" Wu Kaimo said cruelly.
"The Human King can’t be dead!" Daoist Weihuo gritted his teeth.
"Hahaha! Back then, he overestimated himself and dared to come alone to our Dao Palace holy land. Do you think he could leave alive?"
"He must be alive!" Daoist Weihuo shouted.
"If he’s alive, why hasn’t he contacted you in two years? I think you humans have ways to perceive whether your king is alive, don’t you?" Wu Kaimo mocked.
Daoist Weihuo trembled all over, as if recalling something, his face turning pale!
Wu Kaimo sneered: "Judging by your reaction, you should know better than I—your Human King is already dead!"